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As Chen Lu condensed into a Frost Flower at the Window Lattice, I was embedding the last Star Seed into my hairpin. The red marks burned by the shards of the Light-Reflecting Mirror from last night still lingered beneath the gauzy fabric, while the ground splashed with spirit spring water reflected the Rosy Glow of the Nine Heavens, resembling the unique Liuli Tile of the Xuanjie Immortal Manor.
"The Immortal Sovereign is at the Meteor Pool." The Immortal Attendant held a snow silkworm silk handkerchief, hesitating to speak, its corners embroidered with the unique Taotie pattern of Xuanjie. I twisted a Jade Comb through my hair, and in the bronze mirror, the Zi Wei Star of the Lord of the Xuan Realm overlapped with the star map of Linghuan Xian Pavilion.
The ice lotus flower ornament on my Glabella felt slightly warm; the lingering shadow from last night’s mirror could not be shaken off—Wind Yao’s image of piercing the star pivot with a phoenix tail ornament mirrored my mother’s actions when sealing away the evil spirit three hundred years ago. The chill from the Meteor Pool seeped through my three-layered brocade robe, as Xuanjade stood with his back to me on the Cleansing Star Platform.
The dark gold lightning patterns surged along his Xuan color garment's hem, and an old injury I had struck with my knee last night bled like Stardust from a Blood Pearl. In his hand, a transmission pearl glowed crimson gold, an artifact refined from Wang Xuan's Tail Feather.
"The Liuli Tile of Xuanjie Immortal Manor can channel Heavenly River Water." I intentionally let tears form in the Frost Flower at Lashfeather, my fingertip brushing against his waist where a Jade Pendant hung. "I heard that there are moonlit flowers that bloom only once in a millennium there?"
Suddenly, the Cleansing Star Platform trembled, and the lightning patterns on Xuanjade's palm wrapped around my wrist. Those dark gold lines pierced through my icy silk sleeves, making last night's chain-like scar burn even brighter. As he turned, his ethereal energy knocked my star hairpin from my hair, and Twelvefold Restrictions exploded on the surface of the Deep Pool Water.
"When did Linghuan Xian Pavilion's dream-weaving technique become so clumsy?" He crushed the transmission pearl, and Crimson Radiance splattered across my hemline, turning to ashes. "If you want to nourish your Light-Reflecting Mirror with Xuanjie Immortal Manor's energy, you might as well just ask me for heart's blood."
The Frost Flower formed into an Ice Blade in his palm as I used the pretense of adjusting his collar to press it against his throat. The dragon scales on his neck shimmered with an unusual glow, resonating with the shards of the Light-Reflecting Mirror. Last night’s mirror image suddenly became clear—the star map where Wind Yao had pierced was pulsating with ethereal energy identical to that of Xuanjade's wound.
"Didn’t you say last night that you would give me the Light-Reflecting Mirror?" I deliberately let the Ice Blade graze over his scabbed bite mark, my voice carrying a unique quiver reminiscent of Linghuan Fairy Realm. "Let’s consider Xuanjie Immortal Manor as..."
The Cleansing Star Platform suddenly collapsed halfway, and meteorite Deep Pool Water transformed into chains that bound my ankles. The violet radiance in Xuanjade's eyes surged violently as remnants of last night's sky-repairing technique lit up in Falling Star Pool.
As he formed seals, a gust of force severed three strands of my hair; those strands turned to ashes before they even touched the ground. "Do you think altering the illusion of the Light-Reflecting Mirror with dream-weaving can deceive the Lord of the Xuan Realm?" His teleportation left behind an afterimage gripping my nape; his voice mixed with remnants of thunder shook my spiritual core. "Want an immortal abode? You might as well explain why Linghuan Xian Pavilion’s star pivot is engraved with your birth pattern!"
The Xuanling Chains were suddenly extinguished by the spirit spring water. Seizing the opportunity, I pressed the shards of the Reflecting Light Mirror into the Falling Star Pool formation.
Amidst the seven-colored halo, Feng Yao's pale face emerged; in her hand, the phoenix tail ornament dripped with the same Xuanling blood as Xuanjade's wound.
"Rather than questioning me, Immortal Sovereign, why not explain how Wang Xuan's Tail Feather evasion technique ended up at the Cleansing Star Platform?" I crushed the Jade Pendant hidden in my sleeve, using the mist as cover. Feng Yao's lingering shadow in the Linghuan Xian Pavilion suddenly let out a light laugh.
Xuanjade's Teleportation Technique stirred up waves upon waves; leaning against an ancient pine by the pool, I coughed up blood mixed with Frost Flowers.
The sound transmission crane shattered within the still-dissipating thunderclouds, its cold voice mingling with the thunder: "At the hour of Xu, bring the altered shards of your Reflecting Light Mirror to Zi Wei Hall."
As Twilight stained the seventh layer of cloud sea red, I was grinding the Yue Po Pearl to apply on my burned ankle.
The moment the Immortal Attendant delivered the deed to Xuanjie Immortal Manor, a passing Crimson Gold Escape Light illuminated the jade slip on my desk—Wang Xuan's handwriting still bore traces of dragon’s saliva fragrance.
"The Immortal Sovereign said that the deed will take effect after the dual cultivation ceremony," the Immortal Attendant stammered, pointing at a line at the end of the contract where dark patterns appeared that could only be revealed through spiritual resonance.
I snapped my fingers, shattering the jade slip; splintered fragments projected a star map onto the gauzy curtain.
Feng Yao had lit Guiding Incense in Linghuan Xian Pavilion, and at this moment, it was spreading along the Fate Star's pathways of the Lord of the Xuan Realm.
Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced through my ice lotus flower hairpin; the boundary between the mirror's reflection and reality began to blur—just like on the eve of that wedding three hundred years ago that changed the fate of Linghuan Fairy Realm when my mother had also placed her phoenix tail ornament atop the star pivot.
When the clapper's sound at midnight startled away drifting clouds, remnants of thunder patterns from Cleansing Star Platform began to crawl up my wrist bracelet.
I gazed at the rising Crimson Gold barrier towards Xuanjie Immortal Manor and wrapped the blood-stained ice silk around the shards of Reflecting Light Mirror.
In the star map, Xuanjade's Fate Star flickered erratically, resonating oddly with cracks in Linghuan Xian Pavilion's star pivot.
The Immortal Attendants whispered in low voices about tomorrow's grand wedding ceremony, yet no one noticed that hidden at the bottom of my makeup box was a phoenix tail ornament seeping with Xuanling blood identical to that of Xuanjade's wound.
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